Category: Josephine the Dragon

Today, I’m bringing out a second installment in the Josephine the Dragon saga (which is a really lame way to describe it). These stories tend to be a little heartwarming, a little humorous, a little awesome. Maybe a lot awesome? Maybe. Yeah. Probably.

These stories are written by Taylor Christine, and are a lot of fun. I first heard these stories at an open mic, and am happy to bring them to the blog in written form. Enjoy.

Pussy Wag*n

When Josephine the Dragon was in high school, she didn’t participate in extracurricular activities. She hated the dull hum of the fluorescent lights. She hated the monotonous scheduling that woke her up at 6:30 every morning to the unchanging, unforgiving curriculum which put her to sleep. Josephine had imagination. She had humor. But most importantly, she had answers. The thing about high school is that it never asked her the right questions. Until one morning. Continue reading “Pussy Wag*n by Taylor Christine”

Today, you get something completely different. Most of my stories can be pretty gritty, and where there is comic relief it doesn’t last forever.

But today is different, because it’s the start of the sharing of a series of short stories about Josephine the Dragon written by Taylor Christine.

I met Taylor at an open mic that meets every Wednesday evening at Stone Spiral in Maplewood, Missouri. If you’ve never been to this place, you’re missing out, and especially if you’ve never been on their open mic night. Good times, good music, good poetry and yes some stories. Taylor writes and reads stories about a dragon named Josephine, and they tend to be short, sweet and humorous. She also writes poetry and I’m sure will continue writing stories of other consequence as well. But wherever her road takes her, for now, you can enjoy a series of stories about Josephine which I will be posting here.

Pancakes

Josephine the dragon paid $15 to have her palms read at Chesterfield Mall. The woman struggled a little to read Joesphine’s claw like a hand, but told Josephine anyway that she could see through that tough claw and could tell that Josephine was a giver. The woman explained that Josephine had healing hands, the type that made her a good lover, hand holder and mother. Josephine was not sure how she felt about this. She thanked the woman for her time and pondered the information on a nearby bench. Continue reading “Pancakes by Taylor Christine”

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